Turks Reunion!

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Characters: Rude and Reno
Progress: Complete
Summary: The Turks meet up and try to figure out what's going on.
Location: South Gate
Date: November, 1803
Warnings: Reno. Just... just Reno.


His breath was a little short and his hair flowed behind him like a bright red streamer, but Reno just kept on running. His boots hammered on the ground beneath him as he darted between trees, skittering up the sides of the larger trunks to get himself some speed. Yet, quite suddenly for the speed he was going at, the trees vanished and he was running on grass and dirt.

That was good, right? It meant he was almost there. His hands curled into tight fists and as he spotted a large gate-like structure, Reno grinned. Rude was there. He had to be. He could manage anything in this new world as long as his partner was there. They could conquer anything together. Or... at least that was how it felt sometimes.

Even being second in command of the Turks, and technically Rude's superior, Reno never really saw them as anything other than equals. Two halves of one team. Best friends, and nothing would tear them apart.

Spotting a suited man with a bald head, Reno's expression grew. "Hey! Rude!! Over here!!!" The thing was... he couldn't just stop running, and he was heading straight for his partner.

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It was fast results like that that made Rude make Reno do the talking in the first place. Reno was the charmer; Rude was there to remind people that screwing with the two of them was not a good move. Nodding to show he'd heard, Rude looked around more. No one knew how to get back and even the natives were in turmoil. They had chosen a good time to show up, apparently.

"In that case, we had best find a place to stay quickly. If the food is rotten, what's left will be scarce and expensive very soon. Think of it as a mission and we'll do fine." Even if they couldn't make ends meet legally, they were Turks. Kidnapping, assassination, and other dirty work had been part of their jobs for a long time; stealing in order to survive wouldn't be that big of a stain on their consciences. Then again, very few people knew just who they were here... it was probably best to keep it that way. "Let's keep as many details about ourselves as quiet as possible. The locals might not be open to people like us, and I'd rather not have to blow anything nice up today."

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Reno nodded repeatedly at Rude's serious world but his joke knocked the redhead off balance for a moment and he snorted slightly, shaking his head. "Aw, but Rude, you know I love blowing things up." Beaming at his friend, Reno headed off along the streets. It was true that there wasn't much he wouldn't do, especially if it came to keeping Rude safe. There was nothing that would stop him from doing that. Rude was his number one priority because, when you're a Turk, your partner is all you've got.

"So, we should get a cheap room. Maybe a double. Then we get ourselves some supplies and... see about trying to figure out just what the Hell we do next?" He would only make suggestions. Rude was better at tactical decisions. He was just sly and knew how to get out of the tight spots he landed himself in. Chocobo related incidents excluded, of course.

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Letting the corner of his mouth quirk up at Reno's snort, knowing he'd taken the redhead off-guard with his comment, Rude followed him along the streets. Pulling his sunglasses back out of his pocket and sliding them back on, the city lights making them a bit more practical to be worn again, Rude scanned his surroundings. Treno reminded him of Midgar; their Midgar, not the still unseen ruins. They would be getting a cheap room, all right.

"We should check out this Midgar, but perhaps we should stay around here. It's easy to blend in here; it's dark, and we know how to survive in slums. We're going to have to make sure we know exactly what we have with us, though. As for a cheap room, there appears to be a motel a bit further ahead. I should have enough gil to cover a room, but we need to hurry. If numerous people are misplaced..." The chances of them being able to get a room with more than one bed was already slim.

_{(( wtf Rude stop talking o.O ))}